Chapter 4
Julia flipped the “Open” sign at the front door. She was still rattled over the new sheriff firing his gun, shooting the glass carafe from her hand as she was steaming the milk. He could have shot her! She repeated that to herself over and over again, but her heart didn’t seem to get the message—maybe because she had felt an attraction to Logan as soon as he walked through the doors of her shop. Listening to his deep voice, seeing the mystery in his eyes, made her want to get to know him better.
Logan was the most attractive man she had ever seen, in a dangerous sort of way—not pretty-boy looks, but something deeper, something that came from inside. He had an air of mystery that added to his strong features: short, dark hair threaded with gray on the sides, a strong jaw, and ey
